holla? holla? did i really write holla in the post below? i don't think i've ever even said that word in real life.. i can't believe i wrote it! what a freaking dork! seriously. i so rarely type things in ways i don't speak them, so i must have been out of my freaking gord. no more wine for ster.
boyfriend claimed he wanted to go to the mall with me yesterday so we could spend time together. what he didn't tell me was that he'd rush me while i'm in the gap (the only store i went too by the way) looking at long & lean jeans and tell me to hurry up. note to boyfriend- this is why you are not allowed to come shopping with me ever again. how dare you rush a girl in her perusal for jeans that not only fit her ass, but flatter it as well. the gap gods are not smiling down upon you today buddy.
i keep dreaming about being pregnant and then stressing that i'll have enough time after birthing to fit into my wedding dress. i never really thought that i had one of those stupid clocks women bitch about ticking- but i'm starting to think i do. i mean, i did chase boyfriend around target yesterday with the cutest baby girl dress yelling "daddy yook at me!!! don't i yook pitty?" he didn't find that too amusing- which made me find it SUPER amusing. at least i wasn't chasing him around the store with tampons. lord knows what that would have done to him.